A Note of Inspiration
A vibration fills the air.
Fingers glide over the keys, gently coaxing each note to sing.
The music enters and makes my soul quiver.
Yearn. Strain. Hunger for more.
A melody is woven with each note into the tapestry of a song.
It tells it's story.
As I gaze into the passionate face of the pianist I wonder what will become of my story.
The music forms a flying carpet that takes me up, up, up.
Where am I?
I watch a new scene unfold.
A pianist, a different one, is taking her bows to a standing ovation by faces filled with emotion.
A young girl claps, her face shining with the light of the inspired.
It is then that I realize the pianist is I.
My mind returns to the present as I stand, tears streaming down my cheeks, to applaud the one who revealed his soul in his song.
I tremble with the desire to achieve such greatness.
Soon it will be I who stands on a stage, sharing my gift to inspire and fill the souls of those listening.
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